Clocking OffA Poem by Chris ShawMore river musings, and yes this has happened at lock gates :)See the marbled waters surging through the sluice gates, open wide. Feel the bows and sterns of cruisers rising roughly side by side, as the Keeper of the lock gates keeps his eyes upon the clock. Time for lunch his belly tells him, off he goes he's clocking off. "Man the gates yourselves", he's saying, "lunch is lunch and I'm not staying".
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23 Reviews Added on July 17, 2019 Last Updated on July 17, 2019 AuthorChris ShawBerkshire, United KingdomAboutAlbert, my paternal grandfather introduced me to Tennyson when I was nine. I have loved poetry ever since but did not attempt writing a single piece until I was 40. It's never too late to try somethin.. more..Writing
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